Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

Three months is not a long time. Jiang Junku was lying on a deck chair, enjoying the sun in winter.He wondered what he would do in the remaining time.For example, go shopping in every place; for example, it’s okay to eat everything... There are many, many things to do, but he hasn’t decided what to do yet.

As soon as Xue went out, he ran into Jiang Junyu who was basking in the sun in the yard. He paused, then turned his head and went back to the room where You Yu was locked up.Qing Huan was sorting out the materials, when he heard the door slamming, he looked up and saw Xue closing the door.

"Didn't you go fetch water to wash?" Qing Huan held the book and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why, do you still want to be with me?"

"Jiang Junku, in the yard." Xue staggered as he walked, speaking in a rare whisper.He wobbled to Qing Huan's side and sat on a chair beside him, "I don't know how to face him, he is already dead, but he was forced to stay in this world, what could be better than that?" This kind of thing is more cruel?"

Putting the book on the table, Qing Huan stretched out his hand and pulled Xue who was on the chair beside him, then put his hands around Xue's waist, and put his head on Xue's right chest: "Then have you ever thought about it, you In fact, you are dead, but you are still alive."

"It's different." Xue shook his head, "My heart is still beating, and everything is normal except for my body temperature."

"In fact, he is too. Everything is normal, even his body temperature is the same." Qing Huan pressed his forehead against Xue's chest, and sighed slightly, "You must know that Jiang Junyu just knows the date of his death now. What's the difference?"

Xue froze for a moment, then nodded.

"Are you afraid of death?" Qing Huan raised his head, looking up at Xue.

Xue lowered his eyes. Under such a perspective, he was still thin, but Qing Huan saw his double chin. For a moment, Qing Huan wanted to laugh.He stretched out his hand and scratched Xue's chin, with a slight smile on the corner of his lips, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was extremely gentle.

"But I'm already dead." Xue pursed his lips. He was subconsciously avoiding this question. He didn't think about whether he would die or not. Was he afraid? 7000 years ago, when he was just Wen Zhishu, when he had nothing, he longed for death, hoping that he would get closer and closer to death.Later, after he died, when he became the tenth palace of the underworld, when he knew that the tenth palace of the underworld would never like anyone, he suddenly regretted it.He didn't want to die anymore, he was scared.

Qing Huan's smile froze on his face. He once thought that Xue would not be afraid of death, and was even willing to die with him.Now it seems that maybe it is not the same thing, maybe he is just being self-indulgent.

"Xue, I will be with you, always." Qing Huan grabbed Xue's hand, and her round nails fell on the back of Xue's hand. She used such force that it hurt very much, "Trust me."

"I know." Xue nodded, he stretched out his free hand to hug Qing Huan's head, bent down, and put his chin on Qing Huan's head, "Qing Huan, I have always... ...believing."

When the two were talking, You Yu, who was trapped by the immortal lock, had already woken up, her physical condition was fine, and she could even jump around if she could.

You Yu woke up very loudly, but when she woke up, she found that she was bound and did not die as expected. She felt very desperate and painful.

"Why!" she screamed, with a hideous expression on her face.

Qing Huan froze, and exchanged a glance with Xue, the two walked to You Yu's bed one after another.

Tears were streaming down You Yu's face, she twisted her body, trying to break free from the shackles: "Why? Why did you save me? Don't you hate me? I killed Chan Lv, kill me!" She screamed, but ended up begging, "Please, kill me..."

"You're dreaming..." Xue sneered, he pulled out his Bai Jinjian and stuck it beside You Yu, "Do you know? This is the best punishment. If you kill Chuan Lu, we will save you. Let you live well."

You Yu shook his head, his bun was messed up, and his hair stuck to his face, looking very messy: "No, you can't do this to me..."

"Who gave you the bone-breaking knife?" Qing Huan didn't want to entangle her too much, and went straight to the point, "Who told you to kill Lian Lu? Who is it?"

"I don't know, I don't know..." You Yu's face was covered with tears, which were crystal clear, and no matter how beautiful his appearance was, he became hideous, "I don't know him..."

Xue frowned: "What does it look like?"

"A long white gown... I don't know him, really, I've never seen him..." You Yu struggled with his hands, but he was trapped, and the more he struggled, the more uncomfortable he became, "He said...it was Tang Lumi I don't want to kill our whole family."

"Him? Male or female?" Qing Huan frowned. There was too little information for him to make any judgments.

"Female, there is a diamond-shaped symbol on her forehead..." You Yu suddenly became quiet, his eyes were empty, the corners of his lips suddenly raised, and he laughed, "It's her, it's her...but I don't want to, lingering Green...I like him so much."

The description is very specific, Qing Huan and Xue can guess it right away - Lian Su.

Why did Lian Su force You Yu to kill Chan Lv?What is it for?If it was Lian Su who let Chan Lv come out, then Lian Su must not have done a good deed with selfless dedication, then there must be some kind of agreement with Chan Lv.

Xue frowned, he thought, if Tu Kong Sangshan is the first thing, then killing the demons is the second thing... But then Chan Lu walked with them, so he didn't do Lian Su again Ask him to do things.So, could he think that the two of them fell apart, and that's why Lian Su killed her?

So, even though Lian Su thought that she would die like this, she still took away Chan Lv?

"So, are they killing each other?" Xue sighed, and went to look at Qing Huan, obviously Qing Huan also thought of this level.

"In all agreements, when one party's interests are harmed, then the two people will not have any trust." Qing Huan nodded.

Xue turned her eyes to look at You Yu lying on the bed, she was obviously mentally stimulated, if she hadn't been bound by the fairy lock, Xue thought, she would definitely commit suicide without hesitation.

All causes and effects, as long as you have the courage to plant such a cause, you must bear the consequences of your actions.

When Bi woke up, his first reaction was to go and see Chan Lv.However, when he searched all around but couldn't find Tang Lu, his first reaction was that Fuxi had lied to him.

"Why?!" Bi jumped out of bed, his face full of panic, "Fuxi! Fuxi, you come out, why? You lied to me?!"

"Not at all." Fuxi pushed open the door, still holding a cleansing bottle in his hand, which was filled with a green soul, "It's just that I haven't done anything yet."

Bi stepped forward and snatched the clean bottle with a defensive face: "What do you mean?"

"I haven't taken your heart away yet." Fuxi shook his head, "Chang Lu's resurrection takes time. You lie down..." Fuxi pointed to the bed, "Lie down and sleep."

"How do I know if you lied to me?" Bi was a little reluctant to let go of his hand.

"You slept for so long, and I didn't take your heart away, so I can't make you believe me?" Fuxi smiled, then opened his hands, and a guqin appeared in front of him, "This is Fuxiqin, the key to bringing the dead back to life. "

Half-believing and half-doubting, Bi decided to put down his guard.He lay back on the bed, put the clean bottle beside the bed, and closed his eyes.

The strong scent of sandalwood rushed into his nose, it was the smell of ambergris.

This time, Bi fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up, Chan Lu had already been revived.

His lips trembled, and he looked in disbelief at the obviously smaller Tang Lv, whose ankle-length green hair only reached his waist, and tied up with a black ribbon at the end of his hair to prevent it from randomness. The wind is blowing.

"Chang Lu..." Bi opened his mouth, with joy on his face.He thought, even if Chan Lv changed into the appearance of his youth, it would be revived.

"He doesn't know you anymore." Fuxi's voice reached Bi's ears, and it was cold, making people feel a sense of desolation in the bottom of his heart, "Fuxiqin can bring people back from death, but it can dig out his memory. I remember you."

Bi raised his eyes and saw Fuxi standing at the door.Seeing Fuxi beckoning, Chan Lu walked over, hugged Fuxi's waist, and smiled happily.

"Wang Chen, go out, practice the kung fu, and I'll check later." Fu Xi smiled very gently, but there was no smile in his pupils at all.

Tang Lu nodded: "Okay." In a blink of an eye, it was gone.

Bi opened his mouth and stretched out his hand to stop Chan Lv, but in the end he did nothing.

"His name is Wangchen now?" Bi's voice was low and sad, "Did it... on purpose?"

"Yes." Fuxi nodded, "You have to know that it is not easy for him to come back from the dead, so why bother to let him get involved with the past?"

Bi knew that Fuxi's words were reasonable, but felt very unwilling.

"Aren't you reconciled?" Fuxi laughed, and this time he really laughed, but with sarcasm, "What is there to be reconciled to? You are strangers to each other, but it's just a coincidence. It won't matter."

"I know." Bi laughed, very... bleak.

Fuxi turned around, went out, and put his hand on the doorknob: "Go to sleep, you will leave here and return to your underworld when you wake up."

So, Bi, who had just woken up not long ago, fell asleep again. In his dream, he saw Tang Lv when he was young, young and frivolous, but so high-spirited.He thought, why didn't he fall in love with Tang Lv at that time?Why couldn't he stalk at that time...why, couldn't he say "I like you" to Tang Lu properly?

Yes, what Fuxi said was right, he woke up, and then returned to the underworld, to his Sixth Hall.

After sending it off, Fuxi finally extinguished the ambergris.

Ambergris, a kind of incense that gives people dreams, will create a dream with the help of fuxiqin after it is lit, a dream that the dreamer wants all his life.